Idaho news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1887-1891, 1887-08-27

because the weather was so awfully
cold.
THAT was the way come TO see so
much of the young lady. hadn't any
thing TO keep me about the engine, so
kind of detailed myself Off TO wait on
her. She was busy all day long doing
things for the rest It's queer how
peoples characters come out at such
times. We got TO know all about each
other. People stopped sir-ing and
ma aiming and being polite, and show
ed for just what they were worth. The
selfish ones, and the shirks, and the
towards, and the mean cusses who want
cd TO blame some one for sending the
weather-there want no use for any
of them to try to hide themselves any
more than it was for the other kind.
The women, as rule, bore it better
than the men. It comes natural, l
suppose. for a woman to be kind of 81
lent and pale and patient when she's
suffering. But the young lady wasn't
that sort either. She was as bright as
button all along. You'd have sup
posed from her face that she was hav-
ing just the best kind of time!
Il can see her now, standing before
the stove roasting jack-rabbits for the
others supper. Some of the gentle
men had revolvers, and when the snow
got crustcd over, SOS they could walk
on It they used to shoot 'em. And we
were glad enough of every one shot,
provisions were so scanty. The last
two days them rabbits and snow
water melted in pail over the stove
was all we had to eat or drink
Il suppose there was nothing for
you TO do but wait" said Miss Vaughn.
mo ma'am, there wasn't nothing at
all for me to do but help the young
lady now and then. She let me help
her more than the rest, / used TO think.
She'd come to me and say. Mr.. Scott,
this rabbit is for you and the conduct
or She never forgot anybody-ex-
cept herself Once she asked me to
hold the sex little girl while she took
a sleep. 1t was mighty pretty always
10 see her with them children. They
never seemed to have enough of her.
All OF them wanted that she should put
them to bed, and sing to them. and tell
them stories. Sometimes she'd have
all five swarming over her at once. l
used to watch them"
"Well. how did II end?" asked Miss
Vaughn, as the engineers voice, which
had gradually grown lower and more
dreamy, came TO a stop.
"Eh? What? OH" rouslng himself
at ended when three locomotives and
relief train from Cheyenne broke
through To US on the eighth morning
after we were blockaded. They brought
provisions and coal. and we got on
first-rate after that Did the sick lady
die? No. ma'am. She was living
when last heard of her, down to San
tn Barbara. Two years ago that
was
"And what become Of your young
ladyg"
''She left at Sacramento. Her broth
er or some one was down to meet her.
l saw him a moment He didn't look
like her"
And you never saw her againa You
never heard her name?"
| "No, ma am; I never did"
The engineers voice sounded grufI
and husky as he said this. He SHOW
eled in coal with needless energy.
Are you married man?" asked
Miss Vaughn. The question sounded
abrupt even to herself. but seemed re-
levant to something in her mind.
NO"
John Scott looked her squarely in
tho face as he replied. His counten-
ance was rather grim and set and for
moment she feared that she had Of
Tended him. Then. as he met her de-
precating gaze, he treasured her with
a swift smile.
mo. ma'am, amt; and l never
shall be as l know Of" he added.
''Second-rate wouldn't satisfy me now,
/ guess" He pulled the cord which
hung ready TO his hand, aud long
screeching whistle rang out over the
plain, and sent the pairie-dogs scuttling
into their burrows.
"This is feeding station we're
coming to-" he explained. Twenty
minutes here for supper, ma'am; and
it amt bad supper either. reckon
you'd like to have me help you down.
wouldn't you3" Susan Coolidge.